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4:00 am and I hear this whining at
the door... I groggily think, "Oh no, did we leave Shadow outside
all night?" I throw on my robe and rush down the stairs and whip
open the front door. What do I see? A beautiful golden retriever,
about six months old, dirty, wet, and whimpering. I bring him in
(what else could I do?) and feed him and Shadow makes a new friend.
We eventually found the owners (after about 4 days). The golden in
the picture is named Scout. And the lighter dog is Shadow, our very
much loved lab/shepherd mix.
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